The Weeknd - Tell Your Friends

Tell Your Friends Lyrics

[Produced by Che Pope, Kanye West, and The Weekend; Co-Produced by Illangelo; Additional production by Mike Dean]



[Verse 1]

We are not the same, I am too reckless

I'm not tryna go in that direction

These niggas, they been doin' too much flexin'

And they about to call the wrong attention

And I don't got no patience, no more testin'

I do shit how I want, don't need no blessin'

XO niggas ain't nothin' to mess with

Nobody stoppin' us, oh no, we destined

And everybody 'round you is so basic

I'm never rockin' white, I'm like a racist

I don't drink my liquor with a chase in

That money is the only thing I'm chasin'

And some dope dimes on some coke lines

Gimme head all night, cum four times

Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound

Do an ounce, get some dick

Tell her friends about it



[Hook]

Go tell your friends about it (About it)

Go tell your friends about it (About it)

Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen

How I roll, how I be on the low

Go tell your friends about it (About it)

Go tell your friends about it

I'm that nigga with the hair

Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill



[Verse 2]

Last year I did all the politickin'

This year Imma focus on the vision

I think these hoes deserve another fixin'

I'm talkin' 'bout the ones from the beginnin'

Don't believe the rumours, bitch, I'm still a user

I'm still rockin' camo and still roll with shooters

I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killin'

Imma spend it all on bitches

And everybody fuckin', everybody fuckin'

Pussy on the house, everybody fuckin'

Man, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute

MIA a habit, Cali was the mission

Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz

I'm just tryna live life through a new lens

Drivin' by the streets I used to walk through

When I had no crib, I guess you call that shit a miracle



[Hook]

Go tell your friends about it (About it)

Go tell your friends about it (About it)

Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen

How I roll, how I be on the low

Go tell your friends about it (About it)

Go tell your friends about it

I'm that nigga with the hair

Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill



[Verse 3]

My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual

She tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral

Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems

Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon

And I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke

I used to roam around the town when I was homeless

Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans

And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix

Now we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices

Lay them on the fuckin' table, we got choices

And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices

They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless

Yeah, that shit is pointless

They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless

Yeah, that shit is pointless

They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless



[Hook]

Go tell your friends about it (About it)

Go tell your friends about it (About it)

Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen

How I roll, how I be on the low

Go tell your friends about it (About it)

Go tell your friends about it

I'm that nigga with the hair

Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill

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